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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I saw the little baby crying, At the end of the road. A group of saddened orphans That don’t have where to go. It was a night before I saw you with the Lady, Whose skirt barely covered her thighs. You two were standing beside a poor girl Who pleads with her cries, “Please be my saviour” You opted to save your emotions instead With kisses on the lady’s lips, While the poor girl dies with a ‘saviour-need’. How do you sleep while she dies? How do you leave and still say good night? What do you feel when you hear the needy cry? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why? Behind you is that family living in agony They are all alone with no money. Beside you a lonely boy cries And all you could say is “I’m not your mommy!” You disregarded the cries of the homeless As a mere sensless noise. Everywhere around, you could hear the cry, “Please be my saviour” But you opted to save your possession instead As you passionately embrace your money; Its yours and yours alone. How do you sleep while they die? How do you ignore the cries and still say goodbye? What do you feel when you hear the needy cry? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why? Can’t we go back to the crying babies, And wipe off their tears With the palms of care? Can’t we embrace the saddened orphans And be their parents, Their mentors? Can’t we go back to the lonely boys, And be a companion to them, A friend? So one day, when they can finally stand on their feet they too can extend helping hands To those who cry around them “Please be our saviour”.
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